QuestfortheTwoDayMC
UniversalPeaceClinic.
queer clinic and kinda scary though. i just ate 7diff pills so im kinda drowsy. so yea.
First you enter into this small seperate room and you are seated on a creaky wooden stool. In front of you, a little lie-down-thingy and surrounding you is multiple corroded dick pictures. I am serious. its so gross it could make gays turn straight. the most memorable ones was this dick with 7ball sacks, another one had like a lettuce dick head. damn gross it made my dick feel weird. what made it worse was when i was seated there, the big-boobed nurse was washing weird-metal-witch-doctor-surgical-stuff. Super sharp, super scary. While she was drying the stuff with a white cloth, she looked up at me: "Please wait till its your turn." My eyes grew.
The doctor itself was weird. he was shooting me with questions about my sickness. I poured out my stress periods and lack of sleep. i guess he saw my soft spot and commented about my raw looking face. "I'll give you two bottles of cream for your face. $20 each. and your medicine would be $30." Freakin money eater i swear. and he makes sure you sit a metre away from him, in this sickly green chair. and when he wanted to check my tummy for gas or whatever, he told me to go to the corroded-dick-room to lie down on that lie-down-thingy. and when i was lying down, he fumbled through the metal stuff. SUPER SCARY. SUPER DRAMA. my vision was the celing, corroded dicks, metal clanging and my shirt was up. i admit i was worried about my legs too. dont ask me why.
I rejected the two bottles of cream. ack.
but before i left, the nurse added:
"the doctor wants you to come back next week for your lotions."
"yea sure. pfft"
Things i go through for MCs.
UniversalPeaceClinic.
queer clinic and kinda scary though. i just ate 7diff pills so im kinda drowsy. so yea.
First you enter into this small seperate room and you are seated on a creaky wooden stool. In front of you, a little lie-down-thingy and surrounding you is multiple corroded dick pictures. I am serious. its so gross it could make gays turn straight. the most memorable ones was this dick with 7ball sacks, another one had like a lettuce dick head. damn gross it made my dick feel weird. what made it worse was when i was seated there, the big-boobed nurse was washing weird-metal-witch-doctor-surgical-stuff. Super sharp, super scary. While she was drying the stuff with a white cloth, she looked up at me: "Please wait till its your turn." My eyes grew.
The doctor itself was weird. he was shooting me with questions about my sickness. I poured out my stress periods and lack of sleep. i guess he saw my soft spot and commented about my raw looking face. "I'll give you two bottles of cream for your face. $20 each. and your medicine would be $30." Freakin money eater i swear. and he makes sure you sit a metre away from him, in this sickly green chair. and when he wanted to check my tummy for gas or whatever, he told me to go to the corroded-dick-room to lie down on that lie-down-thingy. and when i was lying down, he fumbled through the metal stuff. SUPER SCARY. SUPER DRAMA. my vision was the celing, corroded dicks, metal clanging and my shirt was up. i admit i was worried about my legs too. dont ask me why.
I rejected the two bottles of cream. ack.
but before i left, the nurse added:
"the doctor wants you to come back next week for your lotions."
"yea sure. pfft"
Things i go through for MCs.
posted by shwn at 2:13 AM
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